Sunday, February 01, 2004

The greatest trick someone ever pulled, is convincing people that donating blood is all about helping people. When you think about it, there is so much more to it then that, you get that great feeling of light-headedness and the inability to go up more then one flight of stairs at a time, it's like drugs, but it's free! That and they do all kinds of useful things for you like telling you your blood type. I am AB+ which only 3% of the population has. For those who doubted before that I was special, look to the blood! Tasty, tasty blood. I wonder if they test for vampire tendencies before your allowed to work for a place like that? Because I would have all of my employees carry around silver bullets. No guns though, just the bullets. It will teach them to throw really hard. In my infinite wisdom I have decided to put money on the Super Bowl, but it's really just because I love to gamble. Mmmm, nothing like a sweet shot of blackjack to get you going in the morning. So yeah, go *checks what he wrote down* Patriots, and hell, why don't we all score plenty of points this game? Excellent. Anyway, If I do really well, I am going to buy this, unless of course someone wants to buy it for me. Anyone? Bueller? Bueller? Anyone? Fine, I'll buy it myself. Well, it's about time to go watch the game, eat lots of really bad food, and get into a fist fight with Brian over who is taller. You can't prove that seven feet is taller then six feet, especially not WHEN I CUT OFF YOUR LEGS! HAHAHAHA!

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